I haven't been a boss for many years

Liu Weiqiang laughed: "Are you negotiating terms with him, and is he qualified to negotiate terms with you? If you come to him for a job, is there any reason for him to agree?"

"Bet you, he is qualified."

Zhang's face was embarrassing: "You just hope that the terms of the new company will be narrowed, so that it can attract fewer cartoonists, which is also good for the new company."

"understand."

Liu Weiqiang swept his suit trouser legs: "In that case, if you give him the right to adapt the comics of "Liu Wenyan", he can't adapt the movie into comics and create independently."

"With the current box office, influence, and popularity of "Liu Wenyan", his comics will definitely sell well."

In the 80s, comics were the same as big stories. A small number of them were serialized in newspapers, and only the famous ones would be published in a bound manner, and many readers actually bought them.

Few students have enough money, and their part-time jobs are also careful. They rent a few novels, comics, and CDs together at the bookstore.

The back of Zhang's eyes lit up: "Liu Wenyan?" Half a month ago,

Peace Publishing House was formally established, Yan Xiang served as the president, and the first work was "Liu Wenyan", published every eight days, with a huge amount of updates.

Relying on the influence of the movie version and the update speed of every eight days, it quickly became popular in Hong Kong and became the comic publication with the lowest sales volume.

end of the year.

Wait for the province.

Guangzhou City, Yuexiu District, No. 305, Dongfeng Middle Road.

A Mercedes and two Toyotas rushed to the gate of the small courtyard. Next to the gray stone pillar, a gate sentry took the ID and stood at attention to salute Yan Xiangzhuang inside the window.

Zhang Guobin took back the documents, nodded his respects, and pulled down the car window. The small iron door was opened manually, and the motorcade stopped at the bottom of the office building smoothly.

Gu Ganzai pushed the car door, walked around the front of the car, opened the door and said, "Bingo."

Liu Weiqiang stepped into the car first, and Zhang Guobin followed closely. A cold-hearted old leader led a group of people and greeted him after getting off: "Mr. Zhang, hahaha."

"welcome!"

Zhang Guobin raised his hand and introduced: "Mr. Zhang, that's squad leader Li, that's deputy squad leader Chen, Zhang Shu. 1

Liu Weiqiang shook hands with the little buddies who hadn't done much in the future. When I worked part-time in my next life, some of them had seen our photos in the Provincial History Museum.

They are all bosses!

At that time, I only looked up and admired, but now I am swimming with my arms, standing shoulder to shoulder. The taste of life is wonderful. You know, Sir Cai went directly to Beijing for a meeting, but Mr. Zhang chose to go back to Guangdong to find his ancestors, and he was relegated to visit Guangdong Province. of

Brothers and sisters, the world should treat you well,

Liu Weiqiang visited the small office building. I also came to a few questions before. I am unfamiliar with Xiaozhi's situation. Yes, I mainly work in the new building.

At this time, the small courtyard on Dongfeng Middle Road was not yet known as the highest-profile courtyard in the country. There were two small concrete pillars and an iron gate at the entrance. It was indeed a magnificent and majestic office building in the previous life.

In the future, a small county-level building will be more prestigious than the current Yue Xiaoyuan.

"Out there is the Provincial History Museum, which records the development history of the people of Guangdong Province, from the first freight bus station, to the first customs clearance port, to the

Open up an experimental field..." The old squad leader led the way and introduced. Liu Weiqiang nodded while watching: "Well, you know that one well." "Huh?"

Liu Weiqiang said with a smile: "You are a person who prefers to study history and loves to understand his hometown." "Hahaha, reading history makes people wise. Mr. Zhang is a person of the world."

It's a pity that the History Museum lacks 80 years of history compared to that year, but there are some less knowledge, such as the establishment of Yihai Logistics and the development of Longgang Logistics Park.

Then Yan Xiangzhuang took a group photo with everyone, and the half-length photos of his visits to Guangdong were hung in the History Gallery of the Provincial History Museum: The Years of 1889.

I am recorded in history.

At noon, everyone ate together in the cafeteria of the small courtyard. Whether or not the stove was turned on, everyone ate in the small hall.

Liu Weiqiang picked up the dinner plate, put it in the return place, and preached to Liu Ban who was beside him: "You smoke a cigarette and walk carefully." 1

"Okay." Yan Xiangzhuang agreed in a serious voice.

Yan Xiangzhuang stepped on his leather shoes, facing the breeze, strolled across an avenue, came to a ginkgo tree in the front yard, put a cigarette out of his mouth, and looked up at the ginkgo tree with yellow leaves.

"I saw him again." I reached out and touched him.

Gu Ganzai took a few bodyguards with his hands behind his back, and spread out for seven weeks.

The squad leader, stepping on fallen leaves, appeared beside him, with a cigarette in his hand, and exhaled: "Mr. Zhang, how do you know there is no ginkgo in the front yard?"

"I know there is no ginkgo, but I know there is no scenery." Liu Weiqiang turned around and smiled.

The little brother nodded: "What are you thinking, don't you need help?"

Yan Xiangzhuang didn't mean anything: "I'm thinking about an old friend, if you don't think about it, you'll forget me." "Shen Xin?"

the little brother asked.

"Really." Yan Xiangzhuang followed suit, although yes, he admitted.But the younger brother said, "Oh, I'm so sorry."

"Yes, fortunately, whether I am married or have children, there are fewer people involved. People, since you choose to be a hero, it is best to be alone."

- the seventh day.

Accompanied by Zhang Guobin, Liu Weiqiang came to the Niu Lao Ancestral Hall in Shunde, Foshan. After the motorcade arrived one kilometer away, there was no grand ceremony of dragon and lion dance and wandering gods.

Gu Ganzai is forbidden to spray while driving the car, saying: "Little guy, what a posh school, it would be a loss if you don't recognize your ancestors!" Yan Xiangzhuang never thought that he could find a good guy in Foshan with a random excuse. Lao ancestral hall came out.

"Damn it, did the ancestors recognize it carefully!" There are too few people with the surname Zhang in the world. Even if I am really from Foshan, I must not be the predecessor of the Shunde Niu Lao.

There is no [-]% chance!

Anything like that can be wrong!

The motorcade stopped at the entrance of the ancestral hall, the sound of firecrackers exploded, and two strings of ten thousand cannons roared on both sides of the small gate. No one held an umbrella, opened the door after getting off, and bent down to invite: "Mr. Zhang , you are Zhang Xiaowei from Shunde Bully." "Hello."

Liu Weiqiang stooped to get into the car, and waited to block the flying cannons with his umbrella. A group of people stepped back into the ancestral hall. A dozen trembling ancestors sat under a row of wooden chairs and got up to welcome them.

A group of [-]-year-old pillars of the family, bearing tribute outside the courtyard, greeted and sent them off. A banquet was lined up in the hall on the right, and portraits of ancestors were worshiped under the main hall.

The patriarch hasn't moved out the family tree yet.

Yan Xiangzhuang took a cup of tea and took a sip, only to see Zhang Guobin chatting with a middle-aged man, with a strange face standing beside him.

Seeing Zhang Sheng retreating into the ancestral hall, Zhang Guobin quickly greeted him and said, "Zhang Sheng, how is it? Is the ceremony majestic enough?

Yan Xiangzhuang looked embarrassed, and said: "Old Liu, why are you making such a small noise? What if you find the wrong place? Why is Zhang Shu, a non-member of the team, out there?"

The old willow thief said with a smile: "Don't worry, Zhang Sheng, you have already talked with the patriarch. His family fled to Hong Kong Island after the 28-year war. He was the only seedling. He said it himself. Calculate."

"Teaching the ancestors to return to the clan. The small boss chooses the small clan. It doesn't matter if he is right or not. The same surname is enough." I whispered in my ear: "Of the eighteen families with long surnames in Foshan, Shunde Niu Lao is the weakest, Zhang Shu They are also Yan Xiang's people, and they used to be weak and weak, which was not beneficial to Yihai's business in Guangdong Province."

People who live in poverty in the downtown area are asked, the rich have no distant relatives in the mountains, the poor are treated with courtesy even if they have no family, and the rich have families and they rarely cling to them. Another drawback of the clan power in Guangdong Province is the duplication of names and profits. Is there a clan in a lifetime? , The following is a male athlete with a genealogy, and the next is the most popular clan pride after winning the championship. There are too few such things, too few.

Liu Weiqiang smiled immediately: "As soon as the arrangements are made, you will personally restrain the ancestral hall and offer incense later."

"There is a problem!" Zhang Guobin said with a small bag.

I thought that I came to Foshan Yichao to recognize my ancestors, and I had to donate a sum of money, but I thought that it was just a waste of money, and I didn’t give away the backer for nothing.

Recognize the real fragrance of the clan, anyway, the ancestors are all descendants of the Yellow Emperor, for the development of the brothers, what is the next pillar of incense?

Chapter 723

Zhang Guobin donated money in Guangdong Province to repair the clan ancestral hall, and took three pieces of residential land in Shunde District.

Fertilizer does not flow into outsiders' fields.

San Francisco.

Chinatown, Zhonghua Restaurant, Hongmen Zongshan Snake Land.

Heichai, dressed in a white Tang suit, sat at the head seat, learning how to put down a tea bowl gently.

"Everyone, next March, I will resign from the position of Mountain Lord. At that time, I hope that you will choose another wise person to lead the world's Hongmen to fight for the interests of the people and make contributions to the country."

On both sides of the long mahogany table, Master Su, Uncle Han, and Mr. Hu all smiled and remained silent, while the hall masters such as Huoxenu, Daji, Brother Qiu, Anan, and others were all shocked and extremely surprised.

"Master Chai, you will be retiring in less than three years after taking office?"

"The Lord of the Hongmen Mountain has always selected wise men, virtuous people, and people of high esteem. He wants to make the Hongmen brothers all over the world return to their hearts. Heichai, within three years, you will open two halls for the Hongmen and build your power into the island of Japan. , Gun Jiang, one order, 30 Hongmen brothers in Southeast Asia bow their heads!"

"Just ask Hongmen, who can compare to you, Mr. Chai!" Brother Qiu gave a thumbs up and praised loudly.

Three years!

Three years passed in a flash!

The Grand Duke's cousins ​​all felt that the Shanzhu had just taken office and the forces in all districts had just settled down, and they didn't want Hongmen to experience the Shanzhu's changes again.

After all, the position of the leader of the Hongmen Mountain is very important, and it is easy to cause a bloodbath. Just like when Heichai took the position of the leader of the mountain, the head of state Bai, Biaoshu, Doukui and other great masters all fell down.

In just three years, it has to experience another turmoil.

Brothers can't stop!

Even though, under the balance and decision-making of Heichai, the North American business of the Grand Court is steady and steady, and the power in Southeast Asia is expanding rapidly, and the income is soaring.

There is always a big risk in changing the owner of the mountain!

Of course, the hall masters in North America also have a little bit of thought, hoping that Heichai will continue to sit in the position of the mountain master until he dies, and then the North American group can make a comeback.

Heichai's eyelids twitched wildly, he gave Brother Qiu a gloomy look, lowered his head, put his fist to his mouth, and coughed twice: "Cough cough."

"No way."

He shook his head pretending to be sympathetic, and turned to the hall masters: "At the beginning, I was entrusted by Master Wan Shan to manage the affairs of the Grand Palace, but in fact I am older than Master Wan Shan."

"It can be managed for three years, but it can't be managed for another three years. Now that the three-year period has come, there are a lot of talents in the Hongmen, and the talents are everywhere. It is time to choose one to take over the burden."

"Do you have any suitable people to recommend?" He meowed at Su Qiming.

Su Qiming wore a green shirt, swept the hem lightly, held a paper shoulder, and thought carefully about his words: "Lord Bingshan, here is Su Qiming, the incense master of New York. I have heard that the chief helm of Southeast Asia advocates state guests. He has both civil and military skills, wisdom, courage and loyalty, and is famous all over the world."

"Master Zhang is the speaker of the Grand Council in Southeast Asia. He has made outstanding achievements and can succeed the position of the Lord of the Mountain!"

Satisfied, Heichai tapped his fingers on the edge of the table, and pretended to think: "Mr. Zhang is well-known, he can be called a hero, and has the talent to command the world, but you can't recommend it alone, but there are people who can bear the burden." Heavier?"

Brother Qiu, Anan, Daji, Weishika and other incense masters watched their noses, noses, noses and hearts, and dared not say a word.

In fact, they all knew that Mr. Zhang would come to take the position of Chief Mountain Lord sooner or later, but they didn't know when, it seemed that it was now!

They can only quietly watch the old bones put on a show and sing according to the script.

"There's none!"

"My Hongmen is full of talents, many heroes, who can be the master of the mountain, how can there be only one person?" Heichai sat on the chair, opened his arms, pretended to be dissatisfied, and said loudly: "Those who are interested can also recommend themselves."

Ah Qiu cursed in his heart: "The old bone is starting to hurt people again!"

"Last time, hundreds of people were killed by fishing, and all the tanks were driven into Chinatown. Which one will return your devil?"

Hook straight bait salty.

frenzied!

Mr. Hu sat on the grand teacher's chair on the left, cupped his hands lightly, and said aloud, "Master Bingshan, I have someone to recommend!"

"Who?"

"Quickly tell me!" Heichai smiled happily, but in Hu Nian he straightened his posture, cupped his fists, and shouted confidently: "Xiangjiang Yihai Erlu Yuanshi, Mr. Li Chenghao can be the owner of the mountain! "

Heichai gave a light quack: "Oh?"

"Li Chenghao is just a double-bonus red stick, who can be the master of Hongmen Mountain?"

However, Hu Nianzhong said: "Regardless of his background, the master of Hongmen Mountain is only a virtuous one. What's more, Marshal Li has gone through hundreds of battles and made great achievements for Yihai. Jiang, in times of crisis, the Grand Court judges in Chinatown, and has the merit of protecting the Lord!"

"I would like to recommend Marshal Li for the post!"

Brother Qiu almost rolled his eyes to the sky.

Heichai Weiwei took the lead: "He is a hero, and he can also be chosen by the mountain owner. May I ask who else is there?"

"As well as the owner of the mountain, I would like to recommend Zou Yongchang, a white paper fan, as the owner of the mountain. Master Zou has not been worshiped in the Grand Palace for a long time, but based on his own perception, he has benefited the company. Yan Feng, the younger generation, has the best literary skills, You can be the owner of the mountain!"

Uncle Han said loudly.

Zou Yongchang has the status of a barrister in Xiangjiang, so it is not easy to join the club, but he has no worries in the overseas grand court, and directly worships the white paper fan at the entrance of the hall.

He manages affairs for the bosses in North America. He is shrewd and capable, and has the trust of Heichai to delegate power. He not only recruits many political leaders, but also has deep connections with the legal and political circles.

In the past few years, he has rescued many brothers by operating lawsuits, and he has gained fame. He is the pillar of the Mesozoic Era and the number one white paper fan in the Grand Court!

Heichai had three candidates, he was very satisfied, and said with a final word: "Okay!"

"Zhang Guobin, Li Chenghao, and Zou Yongchang are all heroes. I will first communicate with the three of them. After a decision is made, I will hold a meeting and inform you."